Carry On This Way (A Gerard Way Fanfiction)

Chapter 19

"She's gone, Gerard." Frank said. "Last night." 

"No!" Gerard yelled. "She can't be! Tell me you're lying!" 

No, it's real." Frank reassured. "I'm sorry." 

He fell to the floor and buried his head in his hands, which rested on his knees. "Did she say anything? I wasn't there, did she want me to be?" Tears ran down his face. 

"No, she didn't I'm sorry. Look buddy, don't do anything you might regret, I have to go now. Okay?" Frank said as he walked out the door. 

"I will make no promises." 

There he was, sitting in the dark, alone. He wasn't there, she died and he wasn't by her side telling her how wonderful she was, or how much better his life was when she came into it. Everything was silent, no one else was in the house. 

"No, she can't be gone, no. Ally." 

Then, he shot up in bed, it was another nightmare. He got out of bed, and could hardly breath. He went to the bathroom and splashed cold water on his face. He rested his head on the edge of the sink. 

"You okay, bro?" Mikey asked, standing in the doorway. 

"I'm fine." Gerard replied, walking back to his room. He looked at his clock, 

5:40am 

He fell back onto his bed, and put his hands over his face, sighing. "Calm down." He said to himself. "It was just a nightmare, she'll be fine." 

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*Knock knock* 

Gerard shot up in bed, realizing that he had actually fallen asleep after the nightmare. Whoever it was, knocked on the door again. Obviously no one else was going to get it, so Gerard got up out of bed and went to the door. 

"Hello?" He moaned, rubbing his eyes. 

"Hi, Gerard." He recognized the voice and opened his eyes. 

"Ally!" He said with a smile. "What are you doing here?" 

"I thought I'd come to your house, y'know, usually it's the other way around?" She said with a smirk. "If that's okay with you." 

"Yeah, of course." He replied. "You're welcome to come by anytime. C'mon in." 

"Thanks, I wish I could say the same for you." She admitted. "But I dunno when my parents would and wouldn't mind. Were you asleep?" 

He nodded. "Everyone else is still." 

"Sorry if I woke you." She said, sitting down at the table. 

"No, it's fine. I'm glad you stopped by." He said, handing her a glass of chocolate milk, and sitting down with his own. 

"So, what's up?" She asked, taking a sip of her drink. 

"I have no idea." He said, taking a sip and leaning back in his chair. "I don't no where we are, I don't know what day it is, I don't know what time it is. All I know is that there's a person drinking chocolate milk that I think I made. I'm so confuse." 

Ally almost spat her milk out laughing. 

"What?" He asked, slightly tilting his head. 

"First of all, I believe it's Saturday." She said with a laugh. "And you have a rather elegant mustache, sir." 

"I can't see it." He said, crossing his eyes to try to see his "mustache". "I've never had a mustache before." 

"Well go ahead and wear it proudly." She said, and couln't hold back a smile.